Aboard the TF7 Honolulu

[DarthBindo]

Ian looks at his glass, counting in his head while standing straight and sturdy next to his seat.
"Hmm, lessee......two this morning, one with lunch, half a dozen when i got off my shift, and then three since i've been here.........That's......twelve? shots of gin? Oh, and then the overproofed rum with the Junkers when i docked at Rochester to check in on things. Great stuff. I think i have a bottle."
He set his drink down on the bar, walked surely over to the bag he had left at the door and fished out a bottle.
"Ahh yes. Great stuff. Here, let me show you something you can't do with Liberty Ale."
He took a long handled lighter from the bag, popped the cap on the bottle, took a swig, and then exhaled into the flame.
A small burst of fire erupted from his mouth, and he mimiced a bow.

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gone four years, first day back: Zoners still getting shot in Theta :|